The past couple weeks have been a challenge. With the frustration of not being able to communicate freely and the struggles of a different work environment, I was starting to get worn out. But most of all I was really missing my family and friends. I was missing those connections…. the unbreakable bonds that tie us to the ones we love.
Luckily, smiles make everything better. Especially the sincere smiles of happy children. Thanks to some heavy rains, I was able to get a healthy dose of smiles to brighten up the gloomy day.
The rain was lightly falling onto the windshield when I noticed a motorcyclist slide on the mud-slick road. The clay was saturated with water to the point where even off-roading vehicles were losing traction.
Traffic came to a stop where a commercial truck sunk into the mud. The muddy road was absorbing car after car, nearly impossible to pass. We watched as the locals lifted, pushed and pulled the many stranded cars through the narrow path. It was clear that we would not be able to make it to the training in our truck.
The accountant and coffee specialist loaded onto a Boda Boda, then continued onto the next village for the training.
I happily stayed behind and played with the kids. Usually I would say that life is simple when you’re a child. But the people living in the rural areas face many challenges. Life is not easy deep in the villages, but, smiles do come easily.
The kids are so eager to learn and share with visitors. And they are so interested to see my muzungu self hanging out in their community. We drew pictures, learned how to use a camera phone and messed with my muzungu hair.
Overall, their smiles made my life a little sweeter that day. My only regret was not having something to read to them. Time to start packing a children’s book, just in case another impromptu kids day happens again.